Dinner Friday at Bistro, and while the food and company were great (they blew the grits, though), the server was one rung above sullen and seemed distracted, as if her boyfriend were in the kitchen. And they were having a fight. Over his suggestion for trying a threesome. Lunch yesterday was at Monty's Penguin, and the people there didn't act like we ruined their day by showing up. And their club sandwich was everything a club sandwich should be.